You suck... well, okay, not you. Your posts.

I thought this was the 'do any sort of crazy crap you want' post?

Yeah it is, unfortunately You know I you really... nevermind the "you suck". hehe

And even more unfortunately, I can't resist reading / posting either.

me

Tittle, tittle, tittlate me with your smile, pretty hot dog.

Can't believe I heard that...

Bananas pwn U

My best friends are WHORES!

..Am I allowed to say that?

And also...

Young girl,
Get out of my mind
My love for you
Is way out of line
Better run, girl,
You're much too young, girl
With all the charms of a woman
You've kept the secret of your youth
You led me to believe
You're old enough
To give me Love
And now it hurts to know the truth, Oh,
Beneath your perfume and make-up
You're just a baby in disguise
And though you know
That it is wrong to be
Alone with me
That come on look is in your eyes, Oh,
So hurry home to your mama
I'm sure she wonders where you are
Get out of here
Before I have the time
To change my mind
'Cause I'm afraid we'll go too far, Oh,
Young girl

Ducklins waddle their diddles with their daddies.

You know, I've always wondered why we play games. Is it the desire to be entertained? Compensating for some deep psychological factor? An addiction? Like heroin, just far more subtle, and worse? Especially, I've always wondered about those who play muds. I mean, lets take a close look at this. We normally play games for entertainment, and reading thousands of lines of text is NOT most peoples idea of entertainment. We like the pretty colours, the loud noises. Why play muds? I was going to ramble for a while, but I'm bored.

Simplistic spectacular splendid spleens splashing sans swimming surreally.

My last text message I sent: There's a reason but a reliance on three words isn't justification. (Feel free to guess what I was referencing)

A silly poem:

Little Miss Muffet
sat on a tuffet
eating her curds and whey

Along came a spider
who sat down beside her
and started in on the buffet

So said Miss Muffet
while she sat on her tuffet
to the spider so near

The eggs are quite yum
you should really try some
'cause she knew spiders were not to fear

This spider he was wearing
a coat with regal bearing
and was no doubt civilized

I'd love to meet the rest
of the spiders when dressed
of which your family is comprised.

and closing with a very very short poem amongst many

Depthless hope, her eyes, too true to deny-
An order, her smile, too strong to defy-
Her lips are a question, I dare not reply.

Curds and Whey taste really awful. I ate some once. Dont ask why.

Bleck.

O proud left foot, that ventures quick within
Then soon upon a backward journey lithe.
Anon, once more the gesture, then begin:
Command sinistral pedestal to writhe.
Commence thou then the fervid Hokey-Poke,
A mad gyration, hips in wanton swirl.
To spin! A wilde release from Heavens yoke.
Blessed dervish! Surely canst go, girl.
The Hoke, the poke -- banish now thy doubt
Verily, I say, 'tis what it's all about.

Scary.

I have returned from Insanities Requim to find my world destroyed.

Pretty colours are nice, loud noises are bad. And how about those who have reading as a hobby? It's probably millions of lines.



I love you? I hate you? Weird tiny flowers?

Frankenstein and his mother are sitting at the dinner table.

Frankenstein starts playing with the bolts in his neck.

Grandmother says, "FRANKIE STOP PLAYING WITH YOUR NUTS AT THE DINNER TABLE!"

My friends are such assholes...... i have a video due today in Vid Prod that no one wants to be in.. its not even sick or anyhting. Its just a bloody bible commercial.

That farting broken hearted thing brings a joke to mind.

There are three bears. All of whom have constipation. So they go to the doctor who gives them some pills.

A week later they come back to the doctor. The Daddy bear says, "I'm thankful because I did a tankful of poo."

The Mummy bear says, "I'm grateful because I did a plateful of poo."

The Baby bear says, "I'm broken hearted, because I only farted."